Freedom's Finally MineI'm on a red dirt road winding up to a sky of blueAnd I left the blacktop back about a mile or two No more sittin' at home leave the T.V. and the telephone far behindThis life is killin' us all, back roads are lookin' mighty fineOh, and

I'd like to throw out this cellularAnd kick off these shop-shined shoesLeave the kids at your mama'sAnd take off to TimbuktuSo give me two sets of mud-grip tracksLeadin' off to way out back o' yonderThere's no mountain I can't climbTo satisfy this need of mine to wanderOh, 'cause...

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There's no desert I can't crossNo river too wideI can do what I want now'Cause freedom's finally mine